Song Lianhe made no show of courtesy, reaching out to slap his forehead. Zhou Junlin tilted his head slightly, avoiding it.
"No need to fly into a rage from humiliation. I'm not going to blame you."
She gave him a humorless smile. "Prince Xieling."
He smiled, lips pressed together. "Don't mention it."
Song Lianhe was in no mood to trade barbs with him. She lifted her gaze and looked forward.
Song Xilan had already caught up to Zhou Cangyan, grabbing his sleeve. "Since you already know her true face, why are you still going through with the wedding? You… don't you know that I… that for a long time, I've…"
Song Lianhe's breath hitched. This was completely unexpected.
'I thought Song Xilan was just trying to ruin my wedding. I never thought she'd be willing to stake so much on it!'
And she was certain this wasn't some scheme Song Xilan had cooked up with Zhou Junlin.
